Chapter Five Hundred and Seventy-Six [Flattering]

the next day.

On Monday, early in the morning, Dong Xuebin drove the Passat to the Nanshan District Government Compound.

Going upstairs, Dong Xuebin knocked twice on the door of Shen Fei's office, executive deputy head of the district. After hearing a "please come in", he pushed the door and entered the room.

Shen Fei looked up at him and said lukewarmly, "Sit down."

He is not very old, with clear eyes and beautiful eyes, and he is also a young cadre.

Dong Xuebin didn't sit down, and said with a shy smile: "District Chief Shen, I have to accompany you first. I'm a straight man, and I don't go through my brain when I say anything. Yesterday, I was a little impulsive, and my tone was a bit arrogant. But I'm not treating you, so don't take it to heart." The overall situation has been decided, Dong Xuebin, who stepped on the Ping'an Street Office, is naturally in a good mood, so he quickly wants to find a way to ease things up with Shen Fei To ease the relationship, after all, it was he who contradicted him in his office yesterday, and now of course he has to give others a step.

Shen Fei waved his hand, "It's all for work, it's okay, sit down, sit down."

Xuebin sat slowly in front of his desk.

"Let's get down to business." Shen Fei looked at him, "I heard that the Central Inspection Team left last night?"

Dong Xuebin said, "It seems that I went to Linshi to inspect the next unit. I stayed for a while, but I didn't."

Er... what about the half-heartedness of the quota? How's it going? "

"There should be no question. The inspection team is satisfied with the work of respecting the elderly by our Guangming Street Office."

"Well, that's good." Shen Fei pondered: "Recently, you guys should hurry up on work, don't relax, our purpose is not just the nomination of Beihe Province, the district means that we should also go to the central government in the end. The nose of the award is also in hand, so don't relax."

"I understand that I must live up to the trust in the district.

"

Shen Fei nodded, "It's alright, you are busy."

"Then don't disturb your work, I'll go back."

"Well, take it seriously and report to me at any time if something happens."

"OK."

morning.

Guangming Street Office Compound.

"I thought it was going to be a big deal, but I didn't expect the district to have such an attitude."

"Our new director is really capable."

"I guessed it a long time ago. Otherwise, would the district still let us withdraw automatically? Impossible! Who wouldn't want to have double insurance?"

"I heard that 80% of Beihe Province's quota is for us, but I don't know how the final review of the [Central] Central Committee will be."

"Don't worry, if you lose the election, you will lose the election. Anyway, you can toss and toss Ping'an Street, so be happy."

"Haha, yes."

Dong Xuebin, who entered the administrative service hall, overheard the discussions of several office staff by chance. Hearing this, he couldn't help laughing and crying. He said in his heart how much hatred you have with Ping'an Street Office, one is worse than one, but Dong Xuebin has no stand Speaking of others, his hatred with Chu Qinghua is also deep to a certain extent. In addition to wanting to capture the political achievements of this model unit this time, Dong Xuebin's biggest purpose is to slap Chu Qinghua in the face. It was successful. I heard that Chu Qinghua didn't go to the unit today, and I don't know if it was because of qi ailment or something.

The Guangming Subdistrict Office was in a happy atmosphere. Most of the staff were gloating at the jokes of the Ping'an Subdistrict Office, while the cadres were keen on this important political achievement.

In the morning, many cadres came to report to Dong Xuebin.

"Director, do we have to complete the declaration materials? I'll find someone to do it."

"Director Dong, we have prepared a few typical deeds of our street nursing home. When do you think it will be reported?"

Guo Mingfeng and Yu Rongfeng, these two Geng faction cadres suddenly changed their attitudes and became enthusiastic. They all volunteered to take over the follow-up tasks of the model unit election. Even Geng Xinke came over at ten o'clock. On a trip, he asked about the attitude of the district, and he also expressed great concern for the nomination of the model unit. Although he didn't say anything, his slightly positive attitude was already obvious.

Dong Xuebin sneered in his heart, but only perfunctory words.

Aftermath!

Are you concerned now? What are you doing so early!

At the beginning, I said I would snatch it with the Ping An Street Office, but you are so frightened, you can't even say no, those who have reservations, those who don't agree, disagree. No one agrees with this. Well, now the wind has changed. I tried my best to get through the work of the Central Respect for the Elderly Model Inspection Team, which made the district change its attitude. Are you all rushing together to get your political achievements? late!

Of course Dong Xuebin would not give them the chance to eat meat, but they were all run by a street. If this honor was really won, no one would be able to run away, so Dong Xuebin only planned to leave them a chance to drink soup. As for the person in charge of this matter, he also has a candidate.

morning.

Dong Xuebin called Zhou Yanru, director of the Party and Government Office, to the office.

After letting her sit down, Dong Xuebin said: "Director Zhou, you have to worry about these days, and prepare the application materials for respecting the elderly and model."

Zhou Yanru asked, "Is it required from above? Then I will do it today?"

"Don't worry." Dong Xuebin shook his hand and said with a smile: "I haven't asked for it yet, mainly because the final few quotas for the inspection team have not yet been determined. It may take two days to know. Now let's make preparations in advance, and be prepared. If it really passes, I didn’t say death when I report the materials, but in fact, everyone knows that Guangming Street must have one among the four or five places that Beihe Province finally passed, and Dong Xuebin helped Cheng Yandong to be as big as one. Busy, such a little face into the harsh winter will definitely give it, it is a small effort for him.

Zhou Yanru smiled and said, "Understood, then I will do it as soon as possible."

"I'll leave this to you. Your party and government office is solely responsible for the declaration and coordination during this period, so don't go wrong." The party and government office is both a weak and a strong department. How did the relevant leaders decentralize? From the perspective of institutional functions, the Party and Government Office can be said to cover all aspects of the work of the sub-district office. This big housekeeper can basically be involved in everything, and it is reasonable to let them come forward. This political achievement Dong Xuebin Of course, she wanted to give more points to her own people, but Sister Zhou leaned on Dong Xuebin without hesitation from the first day she took office, and gave him a lot of help later, which Dong Xuebin did not forget.

"You can rest assured when you leave it to me." Zhou Yanru also had a smile on her brow, very happy, "When you said you wanted to fight for a place that day, I said, "Now this development has made me blush, or you have a long-term vision. what. "

Dong Xuebin smiled and said, "You are such a flatterer, hehe."

"What did I say? It's definitely not flattery."

Dong Xuebin said in his heart that you can just shoot, but it was still very pleasing to the ear.

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